Debbie Whittam has set a challenge to write a poem or story in 50 words, or multiples of 50 up to a maximum of 250 words, inspired by a picture and include some particular lines.
Here is the Picture:
Here are the Words: He had lived his life at one remove from the world around him, and now he was paying the price in madness.
John Connolly – Night Music. Nocturnes Volume 2
And here is my attempt:
Lonely Being Different
Paolo revelled in being different and always had. He wasn’t going to conform. That’s why he painted his house blue when most in the street were light or dark brown. He wanted to stand out. He didn’t get on with his neighbours. They shunned him because he refused to conform to their rules. He wouldn’t go to church with them on Sundays. He refused to do his washing on Monday when people would gather at the laundry and do their washing and gossip. He didn’t join them; he provided them with something to gossip about. When they hung their washing out he waited until they took theirs in before doing his. They tutted on Tuesday when they gazed up at his underpants waving in the breeze above their heads. He refused to develop any relationship with them.
The thing that really set him apart was his sexuality. He had chosen to set up home with Andreas. He’d met him one night at the local bar. He was from another part of the country where people no longer gossiped about people who were different. He believed Andreas was the one for him and they were happy. That’s why it had been such a shock when he read the letter. Andreas had left him and gone home. He was devastated and he had no one he could take comfort from. He had lived his life at one removed from the world around him, and now he was paying the price in madness.
Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 30/August/2018